Disclaimer- If I owned DN, I would have gotten together with the people behind Full Metal and had a Light/Roy Mustang scene. I mean, damn, that thought is keeping me up at night. Seriously. *fans face*
Note to the reader- As always, dates are important
April 2007
Light was curled up in the biggest armchair in the room, as was his right, feet being tickled by the waves of warmth given off by the crackling fire at his right. He watched the flames dance along the wood, slowly eating their way through the giant logs as he sipped his wine, letting the gentle lull of conversation ebb and tide around him. He felt comfortable. It was nice.
"Alright men, tonight we're going to do something different." Light glanced up at Mikami, sorry, Ryuk, who had just entered the lounge with a box in his arms.
"Tonight- you bond. As a brotherhood, we know all about each other. We know the dirty secrets that not even your girlfriends know. We are family. You've heard this all before, but tonight we're going to live it." He dropped his box down on the low cherry wood table that ate up the middle of the small lounge that the incoming Shinigami class resided in. The outgoing seniors still had rights to the main student lounge in the Tomb and were currently using it to great effect with nightly stripper orders and rounds of raucous drinking. Light could hear the music even through the stone walls.
The eight juniors gave the box mixed looks of curiosity and trepidation. The last time Mikami had brought in an unannounced box, they had all ended up in French maid uniforms tending to the seniors for a day so that they could learn 'deference to authority'. Light had not appreciated the lesson or the large number of jokes that had been made at how good he'd looked in drag. It wasn't his fault he had excellent bone structure.
Mikami opened it and pulled out a bottle of whiskey and there were clacks of glass that indicated more lay within. Now even Light's curiosity was peaked.
"I thought we weren't allowed hard liquor in the Tomb until our Senior year…" Isamu Kato, the current editor of the school's newspaper and one of Light's favorite fellow Shinigami muttered, taking the bottle handed to him by Mikami. There was a low whistle from one of the other boys, Light thought maybe Tanaka, as the label and date on the bottle was admired.
"You aren't. This is your one exception, and only because this is going to be painful. Let me put it this way- I'm not fucking around. You will share your deepest thoughts, your most painful truths. If you don't, I'll hand you a uniform and send you back to the seniors. Trust me, you can't say anything that hasn't already been said." Light took one of the small crystal glasses that were being passed around, rubbing the smooth diamond cut crystal pattern under his thumb.
He was unsure of how he felt about this. He wasn't a sharing person, and even though he felt more at ease around his fellow top students than anywhere else…
He still wasn't comfortable. There was an ease to the way they all interacted with each other that Light always felt separate from.
He was still outside of them, above them, looking down at them. He was one in a hundred thousand, and the only kind cut of his cloth even at prestigious Tokyo University. If they were legacies in the making, then he was already legend.
And he was not comfortable whispering secrets to them. Of that he was sure.
He murmured his thanks as Mikami dropped ice cubes in his glass, filling each of the younger men's cups with four each.
The whiskey was then passed and Light took his fair share, even though he really did prefer the wine he'd been drinking. Whiskey burned too much.
"Alright, who's ready to share?" Mikami said, leaning back on the chaise lounge opposite Light. The fire crackled a bit in the ensuing silence as the boys wracked their brains before Tanaka spoke up.
"Alright, I'll bite. Five years ago, I took my dad's car out for a joyride. It was a beauty, old American classic that he restored with my grandfather before he passed away. It meant the world to my dad and I completely wrecked it." There was a pause as they all stared at Tanaka, each surprised that the usually mellow judoka had that sort of impulsiveness in him.
"What was worse was what happened afterwards. I blamed it on the help. Had it towed with cash back to a rougher part of town where one of the gardening staff I didn't like lived. Reported it stolen, the man lost his job and a huge chunk of salary to pay for the damages. After that…"
"I've always felt guilty for it. I didn't like the man, but I later found out that he'd been basically bankrupted by the bills and legal fees my dad thrust on him. Not to mention, he was a single parent. Even in spite of all of that, I've never been able to tell my dad the truth. Instead, I've snuck out my Christmas money to the man through anonymous donations every year and managed to convince a law partner of my dad's to take him on. He's doing okay now, but even he still doesn't know how he got blamed for it. I'd never talked about it before."
There was a pause as they all stared around at each other, eyes wide. Light, for his part, was impressed. Oh, the tortured and twisted lives of rich kids.
"Cheers to that." Sasaki muttered, and they all took a deep sip off their whiskey. Light choked down his cough.
"Good job. That's what I want, this is what it means to be Shinigami. We know your worst, and we're still here for you. Who's next?"
They each took their turns.
Kato confessed to paraphrasing his entrance essay into Tokyo University off of his older brothers.
Sasaki told a torrid tale of having an affair with one of his mother's best friends that occurred exclusively in the showers of his country club. He told the tale with relish, and Light had the feeling that it really wasn't something the boy was ashamed of. He even accepted congratulations afterwards.
The other's stories were repeats of the same- drugs, pregnancies that had been terminated, an affair with the young and very popular female Chemistry TA…
Light had nothing. He wasn't rich and his father was a policeman. If he'd even dreamed of this sort of behavior, he would have been sent deep into the countryside to become a monk.
"And all's that left for round one is our King. Light?" Mikami raised his glass towards Light's still form, still comfortably settled on his chair above the other boys who had slowly slipped into a loose circle on the floor.
"I am unsure of whether I have something that can satisfy. Honestly, my deepest secrets are more along the lines of the fact that I constantly hold myself above others." Mikami arched an eyebrow and a slightly drunken Kato whispered theatrically something close to 'no surprise there'. There were chuckles and a few boos.
"Give us something real Mr. Perfect!" Haruno, usually a more reserved boy, yelled. The remark was echoed throughout the room and Mikami even nodded, hiding a grin behind his drink.
"Ah, but I am just that Haruno." Light grinned cheekily. "Sorry, I've never cheated, I haven't made below a 95% on any test- ever. Maybe when I was in elementary school, but I certainly don't remember it. The most embarrassing thing I've ever done was dress up as a cupid when I was ten for a fundraiser at school that my mother was in charge of. I slipped and my toga fell off, leaving me high, dry, and pre-pubescent in front of the whole parent's association. That about sums me up." There were raucous laughs, mostly booze inspired and Light chuckled a bit too as they all took their mandatory sip of whiskey.
"Oh I know you can do better than that, Kingy." Sasaki said, suddenly standing up and walking closer to Light. He had an odd look in his eyes that had nothing to do with the whiskey and Light stiffened instinctively, narrowing his eyes at the other boy.
"Like Ryuk said- we're family. Surely you can tell us all your sordid details like we've done. Go on, we won't hold it against you." Sasaki's tone was knowing, arrogant, and gloating.
"I don't know what you mean. If you want the details of my love life like you gave so willing, you're going to have to ask my girlfriend Misa Amane. You might have heard of her, she's just a bit famous." The other boys let out a few pressed laughs, but the tension was obvious. Sasaki curled out a slow smirk and Light felt his stomach tighten up in spite of himself.
"No, not your proper love life Yagami. Why don't you tell us about America?" Light went cold. No, there was no way…
"My father did a bit of a follow up on you Yagami, after we were all let in and you made King. You really are just too perfect on paper, aren't you? Too bad even you couldn't keep that up during the summer." Light kept his features completely stoic even then he was beginning to hear a ringing in his ears. He had to be talking out of his ass, there was just no fucking way…
"So come on Yagami. Share with the group. Or I'll share for you." Light just shook his head. It was all he could do. He couldn't even breathe.
"Oh quit it with the dramatics Sasaki." Mikami snapped. "So what? Light cheated on Amane is that what you're implying? Who gives a fuck?" A few of the boys nodded, but Kato spoke up.
"Actually, he wasn't even dating Amane at the time, was he? So, then what? He got some tail in America, it's what we all would have done. I don't see why we need to map out every partner of Yagami's out, even if they were a double bagger." Sasaki just threw his head back and laugh.
"Oh, Yagami didn't get any tail. His tail was gotten, isn't that right, Yagami?" Light swallowed hard, finally regaining his voice.
"Fuck off Sasaki, you're talking out of your ass because you're a jealous cunt that I'm King. Now, I've shared. We've all shared. Can we move the fuck on, some of us have studies to attend to." Sasaki snarled.
"No Yagami, I don't think I will until you share properly. I don't see what the big deal is, intimacy with men isn't exactly a problem for you, is it?" Silence strangled the room.
"What exactly are you implying Sasaki?" Kato asked, now standing as well.
"I'm not implying, I'm stating. Light spent his summer fucking men, or rather, getting fucked by men, and he doesn't want to share. I, for one, seem to think it's important that we know if Amane's just a fag hag." Sasaki stood in the middle of the room, smirking victoriously.
Mikami moved first, cuffing Sasaki hard up the side of his head with a loud smack.
"You ignorant little boy. If you in any way imply that we should not welcome Yagami because of his sexuality, or that we should in any way be appalled by it, then you have just proven what we already knew- that you are undeserving of being King and the title properly went to Light." There were slow nods around the room, but Light's cheeks were still burning. Ousted by Sasaki in front of his entire class, for something he'd never intended to indulge beyond a few achingly satisfying flings during his summer vacations.
But even when being given glowering looks from their classmates, Sasaki stood triumphant and still smirking slightly at Light and Light knew why.
The younger generation of Japan might be more open to homosexuality, but the elderly members would never allow him to sit on the council much less rule over it. They looked down on such sexual deviancies as one of the reasons behind Japan's recent decline in world opinion, and if Sasaki or rather, Sasaki Sr., informed them of this…
He was done. Ended before he could start his real path with Kira.
"Well, if we're done here, I'm leaving." Light stood, back straight and tight and was walking towards the door when it opened before him.
Hiroaki stood before him, cheeks red with overindulgence and a small and crude tin crown placed lopsided on his head. He winked at Light and plopped the crown down on Light's own amber locks quickly before darting further into the room.
"How'd Secrets Night go? We get any good ones? Our class had nothing fun, just a bunch of nanny fuckers and drug users." Looks were passed amongst the boys and they all shook their heads silently.
"Oh, come on. Surely one of you-" He paused to hiccup. "had something fun hidden up their ass?"
Light wondered if the earth could possibly be bothered to open up and swallow him as his classmates all exchanged eyebrow raises.
Hiroaki continued. "You know these things are all recorded, we'll all hear it at the next big kids meeting. Might as well tell me now while I'm pleasantly inclined."
"Light's gay." Kato said, flatly. Hiroaki looked surprised for a moment, before laughing.
"Well thank God, now some of us might be able to get dates." A round of laughter went up and Light gave a tight smile at the jokes about relief that he was no longer competition went around.
He took a few more moments of ribbing before excusing himself and finally making it out of the room into the cold dark hallways of the Tomb. He strode quickly down the hall, moving as fast as possible while still able to keep quiet.
Finally, he reached the small kitchen that contained a bunch of catered in platters of food and bags of tea and coffee and he hurriedly began to make himself a cup, splashing hot water on his hands as he went.
He had never been so embarrassed.
He had never been so enraged.
And he had never been so incapable to do anything about it.
Light jumped as he felt a warm hand on his shoulder and he turned to see Mikami standing behind him.
"Calm down." Light just threw his tea bag into his cup, not bothering with loose leaves. He just didn't have the patience.
"Light, it's going to be okay." Mikami's voice was low and soothing and he was rubbing Light's back gently. Light let himself be led down into a chair as Mikami's low voice continued to talk softly next to him.
"I promise you, this is not going to ruin you with Kira. I know what you're thinking…that you're through. I won't lie- that's exactly what Sasaki wants. He's bitterly jealous, and he and his father are pulling out all of the stops to see you either quit or be kicked out." Mikami handed Light his tea and Light curled his fingers around it, letting the spearmint steam work its way into his lungs.
"But what they fail to realize is that if you stay in, if you keep to the path, you will be Chairmen. You are a King. I am a King. Hiroaki is a King. You have allies, they're just younger than Sasaki's. Fortunately, that works in your favor because all of his will be dead by the time you're up for Chairmen." Light glanced up, and Mikami smiled at him. "You know as well as I that not every King gets to be chairmen Light, but when we were choosing your class's King, we chose you because you have what it takes. You will be an amazing Chairman someday, and you are exactly what Kira needs to keep moving forward. We all have faith in you. Don't let that little rich, self-entitled piece of shit bother you." Mikami paused. "Right now…you don't know all of the depths to Kira. I'm still ignorant on some of the finer points. There are some things that we are involved in that not all of us are comfortable with, and you won't be either. The seniors chose you and specifically not Sasaki because we feel…" Mikami pushed his glasses up and gave Light an impassioned stare of all eclipsing admiration. "We feel you can light up Kira's path, Light. You can bring us back to who we were when we started." He squeezed Light's shoulder again and Light let him, still absorbing the information before him.
"Now, finish that and go get some sleep." Light nodded and Mikami left. After Light had heard the last of his footsteps echoing down, he threw his cup into the wall, letting the shattered pieces and droplets rain down the wall.
March 2013
L had waved off the taskforce as soon as the last piece of shrimp had disappeared from the clothed table. He'd muttered out excuses about having other cases and seeing them in the morning and he'd even pushed Light out with them for show. Light had waited until the last man, naturally Matsuda, had disappeared off into the horizon, before doubling back up where L was waiting for him.
"First, I would like to know how you tracked me down." L was crouched opposite Light as they'd been all morning, idly stacking sugar cubes into a piece of china. Light mentally bet himself a mile off his next morning run that the thing would fall before it reached twenty cubes.
"It wasn't easy, if that's what you're worried about. It took me almost five months." L remained expressionless, but his toes curled suddenly.
"Many men have been trying much longer than that, Yagami. This is an exceedingly staggering accomplishment. You should be proud." Damn, L was up to seventeen cubes already and there hadn't been a waver in site.
"Hardly. I didn't track you down so that I could feel good about myself, I need your help. And besides, most others looking for you don't have the connections I have." L paused and sucked on his thumb for a moment, dark eyes flashing with thoughts.
Light was thrilled.
He was perfect. Awkward and preternaturally brilliant with just a peak of a darker edge of ruthlessness. Light had been expecting a middle aged man with good luck and great connections that he would have to lead around by the hand, but the L before him would be able to get to the conclusions Light needed him to draw on his own.
"I managed to get a whiff of who Watari, or rather Wammy, was through the Cambridge Apostles. I have developed a large amount of contacts within their ranks and many of them seemed to be under the impression that you could be summoned at their will. I wracked through all of their members and finally came across a Roger Ruvie that attended King's College and is now presiding over a certain Wammy's House for Gifted Youth. From there I found Quilish Wammy, brilliant inventor that has taken to traveling the world. Now, there was nothing to directly link you to him aside from the fact that he seems to vacation wherever L is working on cases, but even that could have been me being overly hopeful since L seems to work numerous cases and all of them in different countries. Still, I felt I was on the right path. So I had my men approach him and here you are."
Light couldn't be sure if L was satisfied with that answer or not, but it was as close to the truth as he chose to reveal. In reality, he'd tracked Wammy down as Watari within the first two months and spent the next three tearing through all the information he could track down about L. Though the man himself had remained an enigma, Light felt he was aware of some of the man's most well kept secrets. Like that Light was also entertaining Coil and Devenue.
"Impressive. It is certainly true that only someone of your standing and intellect could have tracked me down." L suddenly pierced him with a gaze and Light felt his heart flutter in shock for a moment. The man's eyes were black holes, terrifying and mystifying at the same time.
"Now, why exactly are you determined to bring down the society that has given you the ability with which to do such feats? Surely you're content with your station? Or am I to become a party to a power play on your behalf."
Light paused on his answer. L was clever and seemed to have a firm handle on Light's personality, which made him a bit uneasy. It was best to be relatively honest.
"To tell you the truth, yes. This is a bit of a power play, but it is not purely selfish in motive. For years now, Kira has been sinking further and further down in both our morals and actions through who our current leadership is. Unfortunately, my hands are bound. I am a Shinigami, therefore I cannot act directly against my fellow members. You however…"
L placed the twenty-fifth cube on his tower.
"What you are saying is that you need me to cleanse Kira for you, by your dictate. However, you must know that I do not listen to the orders of others. If I go in, I will wipe the board of any men with illegal actions to their name. That includes you, Yagami." Light smiled wryly.
"Of course, L. We're not all con men in Kira. Many of us are good, with only the true intentions of Kira at heart- brotherhood and intellectual companionship." L gave him another short glance.
"And I imagine you're only saying that because you've either done your illegal deeds with Japan's governmental consent or hidden them so well that I will never find them. Know this, I will not help you become Chairmen, or whatever they call the person in power in Kira."
Light actually laughed out loud at that. L looked surprised and quirked his head at Light as his chuckles died down.
"I'm actually not eligible to lead Kira, but I'll take note of your words nonetheless." L bit his thumb.
"You're not? Why? Is there an age restriction? Surely such a thing could be removed for someone as clever as Yagami?" The light edge of mocking grated at Light's pride, but he ignored it. He had to play this part perfectly; there were no re-dos in this game.
"I'm ineligible because…" Light forced up a blush, trying to look attractively coy. "My sexuality is not the norm for Chairmen. It has been made clear to me by my superiors that I will not be receiving the honor of council membership for a long time." L's mouth fell in a perfect 'O', and he looked genuinely surprised.
"Ah."
The pause that came after settled in and became a genuine break in conversation as L continued to stack. Was he really up to fifty?
"Have dinner with me tonight." L's voice was as flat as ever, but he'd uncurled his legs and was now staring at Light with a slight simmer of something more than intellect lurking behind his eyes.
"Dinner? We're talking business now. I hardly see the point in extending it into the time of night where we could be doing pleasurable activities." Light missed the point on purpose, and he saw that he'd been found out by the small grin L sent his way.
"Oh but Yagami, I am talking about pleasurable activities." His voice was quite nice, Light decided.
"That usually comes after dinner, L." L gave him a small smile.
"Indeed it does, Yagami."
Dinner had been a short affair consisting of light food, fish and greens on both parts behalf, before L began shoveling cake into his mouth. Light had instead opted for an after dinner mix of cocktails and L hadn't protested, knowing that Light's judgment being impeded in anyway was only to his advantage in this situation.
Much to his surprise, the man held his liquor impeccably. Then L remembered that not only had Light gone to college, he had been a pseudo-elite frat boy. Of course he could handle his liquor.
The conversation was surprisingly easy. Light was easily as fascinating as he we beautiful, and he seemed to read L's mind, following onto the way his thoughts spread out and managing to make sense of them. L had enjoyed it immensely.
He enjoyed the way the man's mouth tasted more.
He wasn't sure how they had wound up on the couch, making out like teenagers with a curfew, but there they were. Light was trapped comfortably between L's thighs and seemed content to stay there, leisurely kissing and tasting and exploring.
L couldn't remember the last time he'd been so hard.
Finally, after an eternity, Light pulled away. His hair was now mussed by L's traveling fingers and his lips were swollen and red to match his cheeks.
"I should go."
L sank his fingers into Lights hips and dragged them down to meet his own, erections brushing through their respective coverings. Light gave a low moan into L's neck and L began to kiss Light's temple, pressing butterfly kisses down the line where his hair met smooth skin.
"L…" Light's voice sounded strained and L slid his fingers down to brush up against Light's straining pants. He gasped and bucked his hips into L's waiting palm.
"Been a while for you?" L murmured into Light's sweet smelling hair.
"A bit." The words were gasped out into L's shoulder and he continued to stroke Light through his brown trousers. Light pulled away, sitting up and straddling L properly. "I should go." He repeated, looking reluctant.
"Why? We're both consenting and horny adults. And you're just going to be here tomorrow morning anyways. Save yourself the commute." Light chuckled.
"I don't stay over on the first date." He leaned down and pecked L lightly on the lips before sliding off and taking a deep breath. "But…I do on the third."
L rolled his eyes and tried not to look too put out.
"Your false sense of modesty is not in any way attractive." Light smiled and kissed him gently again.
"L, we have to work together. Perhaps for months. I'm attracted to you. Desperately. But let's get to know each other and develop a bit of mutual respect before we fuck, yah?" L just grabbed the other man's face and pulled him into a deep kiss that had Light leaning against him and holding onto L for dear life. L made sure the younger man was out of breath before pulling away to see Light looking absolutely flummoxed and a bit needy.
"Well…I could always reconsider…"
L shook his head.
"No, you made a very good point. Good night." And with that, L left Light looking dazed in the sitting room and took off to his shower.
Mikami opened the door quickly, glaring at Light through wet bangs with crazy eyes.
"Where in the hell have you been? You said you'd be by at 8." Light pushed passed him into the small apartment without answering, going straight to the fridge to find himself a beer. Mikami glared at him, but didn't say anything as Light popped the cap off and took a long swill. Finally, after a mouthful of the taupe liquid had flooded into his stomach and provided him with a bit courage, he turned back to his waiting friend who stood now with arms crossed.
"I was on a date." The shock on Mikami's face was worth giving up the truth and Light smirked a bit behind his bottle.
"You were on a what?" Mikami crossed into his small kitchenette and grabbed himself a beer before leading Light over to his couch. Light settled into the familiar piece of furniture and took a few more swigs.
"A date. It's what happens when grown folks want to talk before fucking. You're the one with the soon to be fiancé, you should know all about them." Mikami paled a bit as Light reminded him why his presence had been demanded in the first place and he fiddled with the hem of his dark blue t-shirt for a few moments before replying.
"Who with? When'd you meet him?" Light grinned.
"At work." Mikami's eyes practically kissed his glasses as they bulged and Light held back his laughter.
"Mother fucker. You never even mentioned that you might have a boy. Here I am, worried that you're going to be dateless yet again to a major social function and you're sneaking around dating instead of helping me with my proposal. Fucker. Absolute fucker." Light did laugh at that and Mikami just arched an eyebrow.
"He's not going to be my date to your wedding, Mikami. I'm taking Misa, same as I've taken her to every other 'major social function'. Now, enough of my love life. We are here to plan out yours." Mikami shook his hair and Light made a face as he was hit with water droplets off of the freshly washed mane.
"Oh no. Absolutely not. You're telling me everything right this second and then I'm calling Hiroaki and telling him, because he's been worried about you. Now, spill." Mikami looked obstinate, and Light knew it was best to indulge him lest he have a sulky lawyer with an agenda on his hands. Besides, just because he eventually intended to kill L off didn't make the romance any less real.
"I met him today and we had dinner. He asked. Afterwards, we made out like fifteen year olds. It was horribly fun and he's exciting and good looking. Happy?" Mikami scowled and Light gave him a grin.
"Now, to you. Where's the ring?" Mikami reached into his sweatpants pocket and pulled out a small dark blue velvet box and Light flicked it open with loud snap. Standing proudly against satin bedding was a tidy little ring, pear cut in shape with excellent clarity. It was traditional, gold, small yet stately. Boring but perfect, and a complete summation of the women to whom it would soon belong.
"She'll love it." Mikami flushed slightly and took it back from Light, placing to down reverently on his coffee table.
"I've reserved a table at her favorite restaurant for dinner first, and then I was thinking we could go on a walk through Tokyo's campus. I was going to propose to her by the koi pond; it's where we had our first kiss." Also perfect and boring, Light noted.
"Takada will be thrilled Mikami. You know she's been planning this wedding in her head for the last three months, she's going to say yes and love it and she'll love you and you'll get laid and all will be well." Mikami downed half his beer at the thought and Light snorted.
"Oh, and just for the record, tell Hiroaki he can mind his own business for once. Just because he's about to be my brother-in-law doesn't mean my love life suddenly becomes his concern." Mikami grinned at him and pulled out his cell out of his other pocket. Light arched an eyebrow. Mikami leapt up off the back of the couch with too much grace for a lawyer and ran into his bedroom quickly, slamming Light out at the last minute.
"Oh fuck you Teru!" He could hear the phone keys being punched with cheerful dings and he slumped against the thin white door, half-heartedly hitting it with his palm.
"Kenji? Yah, guess who finally got a date?"
Light decided at that moment that all of his friends were dicks.
May 2007
Light pulled his legs up slowly, feeling his abs tense and fire off pain as his feet reached chest level. His elbows were cutting into the thin padding on the sweat covered leg lift machine, but dammit his body didn't just maintain itself. Breathing slowly out his nose, he lowered his legs- remembering only in the moment that the reverse motion was the actual hard part. Satisfied that his last one had been as good as his first, he hopped off and wiped down the machine quickly.
"You know, when my father found all of those talkative lovers you left scattered across the USA, I was surprised. But looking back on it, I really shouldn't have been- all the time in the gym, the hair." Sasaki's eyes flicked down Light's topless form, made resplendent with a light sheen of sweat and a firm tone of muscle from hard work as he walked into the small and otherwise empty weight room. It was late and Light regretted in this moment his fondness for solo workouts during tennis off season.
"You really just look like the kind of guy who enjoys being fucked in the ass." Light calmly wiped his hands clean before moving.
Light slammed Sasaki into the plaster wall in a swift movement, reaching up to grab the shorter man by the chin in a firm grip. Small black eyes widened as Light sank his fingers into the flabby flesh he found around the man's chin. Sad really, baseball season was due to begin and he still wasn't in shape.
"Alright, I'm done playing nice Sasaki." Light's voice was low, but gentle. The best made threats were like making love, you have to build slowly to the climax.
"Let me put this in terms that are very simple for you. Yes, I am gay and I enjoy the company of men more than women. It's a biologically innate preference that in due time will be accepted by the majority of civilized society and I have no qualms about it. Now you, however…" Light met Sasaki's eyes and held his gaze.
"Your sins will never be forgiven, now will they?" Sasaki sneered, pulling the flesh tight under Light's fingertips, but he held firm.
"Meaning what? No one cares if I had some fun as a teenager." Light smiled slowly, all daggered edges and flittering razor blades reflecting in his perfectly kept teeth.
"Meaning that if the world were to find out that Sasaki Akio's darling little step sister- the underage one who got pregnant by her vandal boyfriend and then killed herself over it- was really impregnated by her sloppy drunk fully grown brother, well, I don't think they'd be as receptive to you." Light felt the tension in Sasaki's jaw as he clenched his teeth hard.
"Yes, Sasaki. Your little performance at Secrets Night was impressive, and I admit, it made me furious. So furious that I went digging myself. Did you forget that my father is a chief at the NPA? Did you forget that they had all of the coroners' reports just waiting around for me to get my hands on?" Light let go of Sasaki and stepped away in a smooth movement. "Or did you perhaps forget that if you fuck with me, I will fuck right back?" Sasaki was unclenching and re-clenching his fist and Light could feel the other man's bitten down desire to lay a hit on his jaw.
"It would be unfortunate. But they closed that case." Light shook his head.
"No, darling stupid little boy, they didn't. It went cold, but it was never satisfactorily proven that it was actually a suicide, that was the press' take on it. And since her supposed vandal boyfriend went missing three days after they found her, they never were able to successfully prove that it was even his DNA her baby had." Light gave a thoughtful pause. "But…they would be able to prove it was yours, wouldn't they? Same as I could ensure that they proved it was your clumsy little handiwork all over her murder." Sasaki looked shocked and Light knew at that moment that while he may be a horrible man who would sleep with anything while drunk, he was not yet a murderer.
Light found he didn't care.
"I- I didn't! Okay, I slept with her, but I would never kill her. She was my sister!" Light gave him a small smirk.
"Honestly Sasaki? I believe you. Doesn't mean I wouldn't put you behind bars for it." Light took another step back and absorbed the sight of Sasaki's trembling and furious face.
"Now, I'm not going to tell anyone about this, Akio. As a matter of fact, while you can hate me in private all you want, to the rest of the class we're going to put our differences aside. But always remember that no matter what, I have the upper hand and I am the better man."
Sasaki stood tall and took one last stab.
"My family has a way of getting rid of evidence Yagami. By even telling me this, you're guaranteeing that I can just cover it up better." Light shrugged and began to head out of the room.
"I have no doubt you'll just fuck up again Sasaki. And if you choose to erase the evidence of this time, I'll just guarantee you go behind bars the next time. The point remains- I would try not to incur my wrath from now on lest you enjoy limited TV times, horrible meals and ah…" Light glanced over his shoulder at the scowling boy. "Getting fucked up the ass."
And with that, Light turned off the lights in the small weight room and left, leaving Sasaki standing under the emergency light staring into the darkness of his own sins.
Author's Note- BAM! Another chapter of GCBC. I'm so in love with this chapter, I hope y'all like it. I know it's a bit of a departure from the tone of the rest of the fic so far, but within the context of the story as a whole I feel it really works. I'm in love with some of the stuff in this chapter guys, I am.
Also, I'm loving Mikami and Light. No, Mikami isn't gay (I can hear your disappointment). Most people aren't, actually, and I feel that's forgotten a lot in lieu of having everyone just doing it on a regular basis. But in my world, Light and Mikami can be friends, and good ones at that. Also, a point I'm really keen on is that even in the middle of evil doing, people also live. Life is not a collection of really dramatic plotting, sometimes you just need to have a beer and laugh. Then plot evilly.
Anyways, Sasaki is such a dick, isn't he? I'm sorry, if anyone feels they're getting bogged down in OC's holla at me, but I'm just having fun with horrible people and rich problems. And...I love my OC's. Light's class of Shinigami are just excellent, excellent men. I'm in love with Kato, personally. "Light's gay." What a man.
Thanks for reading, as always- reviews make writing go faster. If I know how people feel about a certain plot line, it helps me decide where to go with it. So help me decide! And leave me love! And virtual wine that I'll later redeem at a cost to myself for real wine! Guys, make me buy real wine! Then maybe Tale will get an update!
Edit- Two small changes were made to the last scene for clarification because I wrote that scene at 6:50 in the morning after a very very long day. I made these edits now after a full 2 hours worth of sleep and 5 hours worth of work. Please review guys, the rest of my life is hard.